Homemade
His blood is Russian
-but he is an immigrant
- (landed and nationalised.)
- (but in fact, brainwashed!)
He watches and listens BBC
-and accepts what receives
-as if is word of God
-is gospel and Bible, and holly!
Good, to him, is what is "US made, "
-or somehow approved there
-anything, whatever…
Sits, spends his time to
-lift the soul of Yankees…
Surprised, I wonder:
Why?
Why?
Why?
He recalls communist
- "Is it why so he thinks? "
- "Closed doors, many lies? "
- "powerful in abuse…? "
- "Corrupts with corruptions? "
- "Like US, McCarthy's
-the lies with War! War! War! "?
Whatever his reason
-I would have felt the pain
- (if Russian, or an ex-soviet!)
-this dagger is homemade!
-in hand of enemy, dangerous!
This is how colonised
-became lands and nations
-India, America, Africa.
-The Locals got the guns
-for killing the locals…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem